Wang Ye is a Demon

As soon as Bai Ye finished speaking, the curtain was pulled open. The next second, Gu Yining poked his head out with a surprised expression: "White Ye, what did you say?"

Gu Yining's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that Mino was assassinated last night.

Bai Ye raised his head and saw Gu Yining on the bed. A light red involuntarily climbed to the base of his ears. He bowed his head cognizantly and looked away: "Eighth Princess..."

After Bai Ye finished speaking, he still hung his head, as if he dared not raise his head.

She was clearly dressed neatly, but Bai Ye still looked like she had seen something that shouldn't be seen.

Mo Jianchen turned around when he heard the sound, and looked at Gu Yining, who was poking his head from behind the bed curtain. He smiled helplessly, took a step forward, and walked towards Gu Yining.

He took off a cloak and put it on her body, then helped her out of the bed.

"Bai Ye, you just said that Mino is dead?" Gu Yining put on her shoes and looked at the Bai Ye inconceivably.

"Yes."

"How did you die?" Gu Yining asked concerned.

"Preliminary judgment is that he was injured by the sharp blade and died from excessive bleeding." Bai Ye reported truthfully.

After speaking, Zhiyuan Pavilion fell into silence.

"Could it be that there are assassins in these Eight Palaces?" Gu Yining murmured softly.

Mo Jianchen and Bai Ye could hear this whisper clearly.

"Impossible." Mo Jianchen frowned slightly. The Eight Kings Mansion has always been heavily guarded, and ordinary assassins cannot break into the Eight Kings Mansion.

"When my subordinate went to the backyard today, I found Mi Fei was holding this in her hand—" Bai Ye finished speaking, and handed what he found to Mo Jianchen.

Mo Jianchen smoothly took the thing that Bai Ye handed over—it was a handkerchief.

He carefully looked at the handkerchief that Bai Ye handed over, frowned slightly, raised his hand, slowly moved the handkerchief to the tip of his nose, and sniffed carefully.

The sword eyebrows frowned and tightened, he put down his hand, and held the handkerchief tightly—the handkerchief was wicked.

"His Royal Highness, what's the matter?" Bai Ye couldn't help feeling a little worried when he saw Mo Jianchen's reaction like this.

Bai Ye's words brought back Mo Jianchen's thoughts, and he put the handkerchief into his pocket, with a cold tone: "It's nothing, Mino was assassinated. Remember to block the news and never spread it."

"But..." Bai Ye looked at Mo Jianchen and blocked the news. He could do it, but after all, paper could not contain the fire.

Mo Jianchen also seemed to know what Bai Ye was worrying about. After a long time, he said leisurely: "Mi Fei has a bad illness and unfortunately passed away."

The current situation can only be concealed with this excuse. If the king of An Guo knew that his daughter was stabbed to death, then the two countries would go to war.

auzw.com "You go down first, and follow what the king said." Mo Jianchen's tone was low, and it didn't take long for a wave to calm down.

Soon, the news of Minuo's death spread throughout the country of Mexico, and the Palace of the Eight Princes also took care of Mino.

A piece of white was hung up and down inside the mansion, adding a bit of cold to the severe winter.

Inside the main hall, it was pale, Xiaozhi knelt in front of the coffin, even more sobbing.

Just at this time, a few footsteps came into Xiaozhi's ears. She choked and turned her head, but Yun Xiangqi, who was wearing a light-colored clothes, met her.

She stared at Yun Xiangqi, her eyes seemed a little unfriendly: "What are you here for?"

"I heard that my sister passed away and my sister was very sad, so I came to see the last side of my sister." Yun Xiangqi said, she deliberately squeezed out a few tears.

Whether she was true or false, in Xiaozhi's eyes, it couldn't be more clear. She made things difficult for Mino and framed Mino. What's more, whether Mino died of illness or not, Xiaozhi, as a maid, is more in her heart. It is better than anyone else.

She saw her master lying in the snow, stubbornly staring, and saw the wound in the abdomen with her own eyes. The wound was so deep that she felt pain when she looked at it.

After Mino sneaked out last night and died on the way to Mingxianzhai. Mino promised Mo Jianchen that she would not disturb him again. Therefore, there was nothing major, she would definitely not go to Mo Jianchen. But this time I went to Mingxianzhai to clear the poisoning case for myself, but I don't want to be brutally murdered on the road. I don't want to know who will kill me if I think about it.

"Concubine Yun doesn't have to be so pretentious. If you come to see the princess, I am afraid it will be difficult for the princess to rest. Concubine Yun should please go back." Xiaozhi choked. She was stunned for a while, and she didn't care about etiquette. It doesn't matter if she offends Yun Xiangqi, what she wants to do now is to drive Yun Xiangqi out and return a piece of pure land to her master.

"Xiaozhi, what are you talking about? My sister passed away, and my sister is also very sad." Yun Xiangqi pretended to know nothing, as if she had been wronged by Xiaozhi.

"How the princess died, Xiaozhi knows in her heart, and it must be clear in Concubine Yun's heart." With tears in her eyes, Xiaozhi insisted that the princess was Yun Xiangqi's mouth.

"You mean--this princess killed my sister?" Yun Xiangqi looked at Xiaozhi, her eyes became fierce.

"The slave servant didn't say that Concubine Yun killed the princess. Concubine Yun reacted like this. Did she really do it?" Xiaozhi held Mino's coffin with her eyes blank. When she said this, she didn't even evade.

After speaking, Yun Xiangqi clenched her fists involuntarily-no, you must hold back. It was revealed at this time, isn't it a failure?

Yun Xiangqi abruptly swallowed the anger after being offended by Xiaozhi, and then squeezed out a helpless smile: "How can my sister kill my sister? My sister is an Anguo princess. Although she sometimes fights for favor with her sister, sister But I never hated my sister."

"Oh, is it so?"

As soon as Yun Xiangqi's voice fell, there was a low male voice behind him, calm but very aura.

"His Royal Highness..." Xiaozhi saw the man and immediately saluted him.

Hearing what Xiaozhi said, Yun Xiangqi was taken aback. After a few seconds, she turned around and looked at Mo Jianchen. The man in front of him was dressed in white and his eyes were cold.

She forced a smile: "Of course it is... Xiang Qi never thought that her younger sister would die of illness. Xiang Qi was also very sad about this.

As Yun Xiangqi said, she involuntarily lowered her eyes, his eyes were too sharp, as if she could see through her lies, making her look a little confused.

"Unexpectedly, the relationship between Xiangqi and Minuo is not shallow. If this is the case, should Xiangqi go and put incense sticks on Minuo?" Mo Jianchen looked at her with deep eyes that made people unable to understand his heart. What are you thinking about?

"Yes, Xiangqi has this intention." Yun Xiangqi said, she walked to the spiritual position, took out the incense, and put it on top of the incense, but after lighting it for a long time, the incense in her hand was not lit.